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It’s about time we let go of the belief that someone’s “Like” is actually and necessarily a Like.

Most often, it is simply a bookmark.

What’s a bookmark? At the least, a bookmark is a reminder to look back, and not necessarily at something that you like or support. he reason for bookmarking could be just the opposite, or any other.

It’s about time we call the private zones of social apps exactly what they are- our private parts. Thus it is about time the new privacy laws be turned to the company representative abusers who use our private parts against us.

It’s about time to make it illegal for any organization or its representative to even go so far as to search for any citizen’s social pages. Consequently it is also time to have automated information tactics utilized that would guard against any occurrence of abuse of the system intended to be protective of citizens’ constitutional and civil rights.

After the terrorist attack on the United States in New York City on September 11, 2001, over a decade ago, the states’ populations came together in a kind of unity I had never experienced, being of a young enough age to have never been involved in any kind of foreign- much less domestic- war. The attacks on that sunny morning in September shocked an entire population into a state of awareness for each other that was intense and somehow thrilling; however, this heightened state of acknowledgement soon turned into simply an increased awareness OF each other, rather than for.

That began innocently enough, with everyone in a state of fear over another attack. Then, it was easy to convince most citizens that it should be necessary to encroach further into the privacy of all citizens. Their own trust in their personal safety had been effectively shattered. Score- terror tactics.

Yet the explanation is simple, and it is encouraging. A certain percentage are trying very hard to remain ethical creatures of intelligence. Some of our people are remembering the United States of America and those things for which it stands, despite that their homeland is tread upon by resident enemies, and that some of these have been successful in tearing down it’s beloved structure and in killing thousands of its citizens. While it is difficult to put any stock in a trust of no torture (WHO can be trusted these days?), it should still be the preferred idea that no land’s government should resort to severe tactics of physical or mental anguish of captives. There still need to be leaders in the realm of peace and good will in operation.

My realization of our crisis status as a cohesive people of the United States and as a suffering economy did not come until much later than I would have preferred. The problems seem all too obvious, with no citizen holding many punches. Poor people are tired of being poor, especially since they’re only becoming poorer AND their opportunity to step up has essentially been removed, referring to the all but gone middle class option. Granted that the middle class scenario is an yin and yang of opportunity as the global market develops. What need be remembered is the disparity of income increase between the middle class and the famed 1% that has occurred in the US since 1980.

Part of the mid-classers’ experience today is a more fundamental problem than mere money alone. Much of this group’s self-worth and value is their willingness, desire, education and skilled experience involved in the innovations and operations of the world. Yet, right along with the money, also go a hundred small freedoms, according to the 99%.

While we’re mid-Earth Week across the globe and considering ways of condensing our lifestyles in order to be more Green, I’d like to shed light on a grossly multiplying peeve-monster of mine which we will call the video rat. Now, I’m not certain exactly how Green this theory will seem, that data is expensive, and how much of it can really fit? We already know our communications are perceptively conjested and often outright fail to perform. The “data-lines” often become conjested with inadequate space and many users with even more objectives.

I purposefully left out the intensifying and descriptive adjective ‘too’ when referring to the many users of data. Who is to say who shouldn’t use data?

Many years ago I read of the inspiring possibilities of the future of television. There were to be many different television, exercise, and news programs, along with movies, and everything available all of the time. To add the whipped cream- only what you wanted to see, when you wanted to see it. The theory at the time was that residents would search a television guide as one would usually do, and upon finding the program one wanted to watch, they would pick up their phone (mobile communication device perhaps) and dial a number with a code for that program- and only that program. That is the scenario I was looking forward to experiencing as an adult.

So how did they get everyone to roll over?

The future of technology was predicted to allow for such detail in life, something that excited me on a lot of levels. I was one of the kids that lived far enough out from town that we never were provided access to cable. I was acquainted with a few in town who did, and that was the bomb.

In fact, the future of technology performed just as predicted in the way of electronic progress. However, in the way of advantage to the people, the benefits of recent changes in how we share information and access entertainment are quickly diminishing. Now, I do live on my own small plot of the world. I like to be mobile and so I do move about and never- I say never- have I run into a case of an ability to order up only the program I actually want to pay money to watch. (Porn is a whole other category, so no raring up on that one, guys.)

Rather, I must be willing to buy an entire package of television that mostly will not be watched, and then to pay high monthly premiums to watch basically the same kind and amount of television that I once viewed for free. I remember when this happened- everyone seemed to be in a fog when the news came down that their analog antennas would begin to suffer quality delivery of programming and communications, as these services were strategically phased out of public use in favor of the much inferior digital offerings.

The problem? Data is so damn good, and everybody wants it all the time.

No wait, that’s not the problem. The problem is that data- as any other commodity, albeit imposed- has value. Data is the new oil and the prize cheese- everyone can fathom access and the more data we eat up every day- well, the more somebody earns in cash money. Beside that, where does all the data tax go? Video and gaming are the real rats, gobbling up data in seconds, driving the value upward at pathetic pace. A good data plan is hard to find, and if you’re with my company- well, you don’t have much data.

Go ahead, chip your two cents. Shouldn’t we be in yet less trouble, due to data value? Why is our nation really so broke?

I am well informed, staying abreast of all the news. I feel an incredible responsibility to be informed, especially during these loud and sometimes unstable days of current events. Those of us who are people-watchers are taking note. The sentiments and expressions of angst today from people covering all walks of life is astounding. Today’s age of protest differs from the protests of the 60s and 70s in that today there are no peace-mongers.

Our country has been at war for too many years, and in several dimensions of our American existence:

War on women (Give it a rest, it’s the new millenium- doesn’t anybody remember the progressive luminosity of Star-Trek?)

It never fails to be jarringly disturbing, to read anti-feminist viewpoints from fellow women.

I’ve heard of the problem of some women being afraid of- wary of- taking on the feminist tag- of the possibility of being perceived as the worst kind of feminist.

Many think me merely a politico, but I rather am mostly a reactive regulator. I think this is what most journalists are, at their core, and artists alike. Journalism is itself a kind of art, until it is twisted into unfathomable propaganda.

Anti-femmes of the USA:

Dabbling anti-feminist femmes who really are just anti-feminist femmes to the core,but act like they don’t really have the true sense to actually say so.

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Although I sort of countered this blogger’s post, I really was attempting a complementary tone. The sentiment for this blogger’s “Nearly Wordless Wednesday” this week is a good one, and I especially enjoyed seeing the image and quote- not one I was very familiar with until now.

Feminism is a part of me. Never a conscious choice, it is a by-product of the times in which I grew up as a child and subsequently matured into adulthood amidst the American culture of the times. I specify American culture simply because it has been my primary exposure, though, there have been other cultures at play.

I’m fascinated that the feminist state today is as likely to backside as it is to move forward. My feminist outlook is not only a by-product of the necessary propaganda of past times, it is also a result of the natural and visceral reaction of self-preservation. The movement itself would not be necessary to instigate my feelings of wrongdoing having been done.

What came first- feminism or the feminist movement?

I meet many women of many types who, when asked, express minimal interest in the ideas of inequality still seen before us today, and experienced by many women still. Thankfully, I also meet many who are keenly aware of the current climate regarding various male-female paradigms.

My own interest and awareness have never been minimal; however, I am usually loathe to think of risky situations involving women due simply to their sex, or gender. I try to live in a world envisioned as better, and I often pretend the slights of sexism that I experience never happened. I never forget them, but this is a kind of fuel for instigating change through awareness.

Preconceived- and even barbaric notions seem to naturally work against (and sometimes for) the feminine gender at all times. I’ve made acquaintance with many men and had opportunity to chat about some of the issues plaguing women still today (and in the past). Allow me to clarify that I found, for the most part, men today are quite modern in regard to the issues of feminism. Like myself and other females in my circle, they are aware of discrepancies and abuses of gender equality, and they at least put on a good face and show verbal support (lip service?). I’m curious what the sympathetic men out there are doing to further the cause of equality among genders.